A beautiful woman with long, pitch black hair and cold, calculating navy blue eyes swept quickly across the snow laden ground, eerily leaving no footsteps in the obviously deep snow behind her. She seemed to be hurrying, frantically trying to outrun fate and time itself.
She entered the trees, tall pines swooning and slouching under the crystals that hindered their magnificent branches. She turned the corner, finding herself to be in the looming entrance of a cave, a black pocket in the face of the earth that called as if from hell itself.
She seemed to hesitate a moment before walking in. Light glanced off of ancient stalagmites as she ran her fingers across the silkily smooth wet wall. She pushed her hood down, revealing porcelain skin, flush pink lips, and eyes that told of much horror.
Eventually, as she seemed to be looking for something, a voice came. "Wa ram de vul?"
She looked up, seeming to recognize but not fully comprehend the dialect. "I…" she faltered in a way that seemed uncharacteristic, as her posture screamed confident and perfect in every way. "The ti kim… hul?"
The voice came back, it was soft, but endlessly evil, boring and seeing the darkest shadows within your being, ready to show your most guarded secrets to an unforgiving world. "I know your tongue, Aram."
The woman, in reply, was quiet for a moment. "Thank you."
"Why do you seek me?"
She blinked, still searching for the owner of the voice. "I need… reprieve."
"From?"
"My duties. The world had gone askance, and I need to leave."
"You know what you are doing, Aram?"
"Yes." She whispered emotionally. "I do."
"Are you sure you wish to leave?"
"Yes. To the depths."
"As you wish, Aram Del Levine."
"AND SCENE!"
"I have to say, Roy-boy," Artemis smirked. "Pretty intriguing script."
"Huh. Like you could do better."
"That was a compliment!"
"So… how did I do?" Megan interrupted by asking the tentative question.
Artemis turned her attention. "Meg! You were amazing! I honestly didn't know you had it in you, to act so cold and… I dunno… calculating."
"Yes. You did a good job." Roy said, looking over the recording.
"Ignore him," Artemis sniffed. "You were great."
"I just said that!" Roy glared.
Artemis followed her own advice and ignored him, instead guiding her friend to sit down by Wolf. That's when they noticed Dick.
"I just can't over it," Artemis whispered to Megan.
"What?"
"Just… how adorable he is. I mean, now that I think about it, thirteen year old Robin is pretty adorable too, but three…? It's just, so weird to have him de aged in the first place, but then he is so stinking adorable? It's just… not just… he's too cute. It makes me want to leave him this way forever."
Megan giggled in response. "I know, right?!"
Roy snapped his fingers again. "Come on guys! We need to be ready for the next scene!"
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